Entertainment from Charlotte's Troubles

Chapter 171 Chi Ling (ask for a monthly ticket)

Before the son-in-law finished singing, Yuan Hua left, opened the door and walked into the corridor.

Maybe because of the sound of closing the door, the door of a lounge opened halfway, and the singer inside hid secretly behind the crack of the door, trying to see who Jin Sha was.

To his disappointment, Yuan Hua was wearing a mask and a hood on his head, so he couldn't see clearly at all.

I wanted to open the door wider, but was persuaded by the staff guarding the door to go back and blocked my view with my body.

On the contrary, Yuan Huamin took a look and recognized the singer who was peeking at him.

White Prism!
The person whose identity was exposed in the first issue of King of Masked Singer.

Under the lifting platform, Yuan Hua adjusted his earphones. It was too noisy above, and Wang Han couldn't hear what Wang Han said. The staff told him that he could go on it.

When they came to the stage, an overwhelming mess of voices rushed over them.

If there is no accompaniment playing back to the ear, he can't hear the live music at all.

Wang Han had already stepped down, Yuan Hua looked back at the big screen calmly.

Seeing the screen light up and the MV start to play, my heart fell into my stomach.

The King of Masked Singer's stage is very loose, the singer needs a backup dancer, and any program group can satisfy the accompaniment. He asked for a few minutes of MV for this episode.

But just for these few minutes, the program team stayed up for three days and nights to finish.

Red Ling
Sung by: Sands

Painter: ...

Shooting: ...

Walking step by step to the front of the stage, Yuan Hua stopped a few meters away from the audience in the front row. At this time, the miserable erhu and the sad prelude of the flute had just finished.

The MV also just started.

In the Republic of China, foreign enemies invaded, and the flames of war dyed the mountains and rivers. In a small town in a paradise, theatrical troupe took root, and characters in costumes such as Xiaosheng, Tsing Yi, and Wusheng appeared on the stage one by one.

All the young and old gathered together to watch the play, and the play garden was so crowded that it was very lively.

There are no real people in the picture, all are silhouettes, and the faces cannot be seen clearly, giving people a lot of room for imagination.

"The ups and downs of the show"

"Singing joys and sorrows has nothing to do with me"

"Fan open and close gongs and drums and silence"

"Who can tell the outsiders in the drama?"

"Used to blend emotions into ink and ink"

"So what if you sing through the clichés"

"Bones and ashes are mine"

In the MV, Hua Dan flicked her sleeves and walked on the stage. Although she couldn't hear the sound, judging from the movement and the audience's reaction, it should be singing.

On the stage of King of Masked Singer, Jinsha also sang simultaneously.

It is obviously two time and space, but there is an illusion that the song in the MV is also singing.

The voice was low and melodious, with a touch of sadness.

"Duckweed in troubled times bears watching the flames burn mountains and rivers"

"Humble but dare not forget to worry about the country"

"Even if no one knows me"

As soon as the scene changed, the invaders came to this small town and began to commit all kinds of crimes. The flames of war broke out everywhere and the people were displaced.

In the opera garden, the singers were still from the same scene, but the audience changed into intruders in military uniforms.

Suddenly, a big fire ignited, and the whole pear garden turned into a sea of ​​flames. People in the audience fled, and people on the stage danced.

On the stage, Jin Sha lengthened the ending sound of the word "Wo No One Knows Me", paused for a second, and changed the tone of the voice into a melodious and bleak opera tone.

"The people under the stage can't see the old color"

"The people on the stage sang a heartbreaking farewell song"

"Love is hard to write"

"She sang to make peace with blood"

"Who is the guest when the curtain starts and the curtain ends?"

Lying down!

In an instant, goosebumps appeared on the hands of the [-] spectators, and the eyes in the stands changed.

This singing voice is too amazing, isn't it?

The female son-in-law is nice to listen to, but the lyrics are too straightforward and lacking in depth. The Huangmei tune in the chorus part is completely sung by the female son-in-law of the Huangmei Opera. It is true that it is a little more nostalgic, but it is also a little less innovative.

This Chi Ling song is new from the beginning to the end, the lyrics echo the MV, every sentence is a topic, and it is telling a story.

The opera part is even more stunning, highlighting the helplessness of opera actors and the difficulties of the background of the great era.

The people in the audience walked by, but the old color was not seen

People on stage sang heartbreaking farewell songs.

Who is the guest when the curtain starts and the curtain ends?
These few words are not outdated today, just like at this moment, the stage is still the same stage, but over the years, the audience has changed batch after batch.

Those fans who used to love to death, dead fans, are no longer visible.

But the person on the stage is still the same person, still singing his masterpiece, singing his joys and sorrows.

In the backstage lounge, the five masked singers were silent, staring at the electronic screen without saying a word.

Like the bottom of the sea in the previous issue, they have never heard of this song, and there is no doubt that it is a new song.

With Li Keqin here, he dared to turn the competition site into a new song conference. How courageous is this singer and how contemptuous he is.

But after the two songs, I have to admit that Jinsha, who is wearing a golden mask, does have the confidence and strength.

"This person is going to be popular!"

At this moment, this is the common thought in everyone's mind.

Based on these two songs alone, even if there is a rookie under the mask, he will be very popular after the show is broadcast.

At the same time, everyone is also depressed, what kind of god is this.

It is impossible for a rookie to have this kind of strength, but there are really not many who can grow songs like this. There are only a few in the circle, and none of them are suitable.

"Used to hide emotions in powder and ink"

"So what if you sing through the clichés"

"Bones and ashes are mine"

"Duckweed in troubled times bears watching the flames burn mountains and rivers"

"Humble but dare not forget to worry about the country"

"Even if no one knows me"

With the first pass as a base, and listening to it the second time, the feeling is even more ferocious. Every line of the lyrics contains the ambitions, ideals, helplessness, and grief of the people in the play.

The people in the play and the people on the stage slowly came together, and it was hard to tell who was who.

A sentence is used to hiding all emotions, emotions, sorrows and joys in powder ink, so what if he sings through the cliches, I admire his professionalism.

One sentence is humble and dare not forget to worry about the country, even if no one knows me, I admire his patriotism.

Singing to the point of empathy, the small figure on the stage became tall and unattainable.

The [-] viewers didn't shout and yelled, they were submerged in the singing, the story, and the MV unconsciously.

……

"After you sing it, I will appear on the stage"

"Don't laugh at Fengyue opera, don't laugh at people's absurdity"

"I also asked Qinghuang"

"I also sang the rise and fall"

"How to think when the Tao is ruthless and when there is love"

"How to think when the Tao is ruthless and when there is love"

At the end of the song, Yuan Hua panted heavily. In order not to let the audience see it, he took the microphone away, stood up straight, bowed and stepped off the stage, leaving a back view for the audience.

By the time everyone reacted, he was gone.

Wang Han woke up, hurried to the stage, and started the voting process. The countdown to voting began on the big screen.

"This is called a song. You must vote for him. It's unreasonable not to vote."

"Sure enough, the music world is a reincarnation. After you sing, I will appear on the stage. After Charlotte left, a newcomer stood up to carry the banner of the Chinese music world."

"Brother, I'm not happy if you say that, where do you put Yuan Hua?"

"Pull it down, that pen is already ruined, and I've completely fallen into the actor's world and can't extricate myself. Don't mention his name in front of me, he doesn't deserve it!"

"It's impossible for Yuan Hua to sing, it's useless!"

"I declare that I have lost my fan Yuan Hua, now Jinsha is my idol."

"I finally know why this song is called Chi Ling, it's so tragic."

"In my opinion, this talent is not inferior to Xia Luo and Yuan Hua."

Backstage, Yuan Hua returned to the lounge. People in several other rooms were pushing and pulling with the staff, and they couldn't wait to come and see his true face.

In fact, the two episodes were recorded, and everyone more or less guessed each other's identities.

The Chinese music scene is so big, and there are only a few top singers, even if you haven't seen it, you have heard it.

Only Jinsha is strong and mysterious.

"boom!!"

Yuan Hua closed the lounge door, breaking their thoughts.

After a 10-minute break, the counting of votes at the front desk was completed, and Wang Han asked Yuan Hua and the consort to take the stage.

"Golden Sands, 260 votes."

"Female consort, 740 votes."

"Congratulations to Jinsha for winning, please let the female consort reveal her face."

More than 700 votes to more than [-] votes, dimensionality reduction strike, the last round of Li Keqin's identity exposure is the effect.

In front of Jie, Yuan Hua politely shook hands with the son-in-law, but he did not expect to be caught firmly by the other party.

The female consort's hands are very soft, very white, with slender fingers, and it seems that she pays attention to maintenance.

The figure is also good, the waist is thin and the legs are long.

"Brother, you are too strong, you must get to know each other well later."

The son-in-law spoke, and the voice of the rough old man came out from under the scarf, Yuan Hua's whole body trembled, and a gust of cold air went straight to the sky from the soles of his feet.

He pulled out his hand vigorously, pulled his collar and stepped off the stage.

"Brother, don't leave for a while, let's leave a phone call." On the stage, the concubine was still calling, and Yuan Hua walked faster.

Being teased by the concubine, Wang Han said: "Concubine, please reveal your face."

In addition to being the host of this show, he is also one of the planners. In fact, he knows the guest list
The identity of the female consort is not an exception.

Just can't say it in front of the camera.

One with plain hands, the concubine took off her veil, it was a very beautiful... Peking opera face.

"Sorry, I'm going to take off my makeup first, and I'll see you later."

She bowed her hands towards the camera, the consort stepped down, and came back more than ten minutes later, her face was gone, and her red festive dress was gone.

Includes chest spacer.

This is why everyone thought he was a girl before.

"Hi everyone, I'm Li Yugang!"

Behind the scenes, Yuan Hua suddenly realized.

Li Yugang debuted on the Avenue of Stars in [-], gave a concert at the Sydney Opera House in [-], and joined the National Opera and Dance Theater in the same year.

Last year's first album, Xin Guifei, was released drunk, which caused a sensation.

Among the younger generation of singers, he is quite unique, especially in the part where he plays in reverse, where boys and girls sing, and he is very good at it.

"Li Yugang lost this game a bit wronged."

"Actually, the gap between the two is not that big. Jin Sha just took advantage of the song."

"The audience is ignorant. Li Yugang is singing the real Huangmei, and Jinsha's opera is not authentic."

In the lounge, the masked singer muttered.

The audience couldn't hear it, but they could tell that Jin Sha had a trick in this game. In the chorus, he mixed falsetto with opera accents, and the difficulty suddenly dropped.

In terms of singing skills, Jinsha is not necessarily better than Li Yugang.

However, Chi Ling was too amazing. It was the first time for the audience to listen to it, and the freshness caused it. Naturally, they felt that Jinsha was better.

"Hi, I want to go to the bathroom."

Li Keqin opened the door and applied to the staff.

"This way please." Walking in front, the staff led him to the bathroom.

Passing by the door of Yuan Hua's room, Li Keqin was a few steps behind, sneaked in while the staff were not paying attention, twisted the handle, and forcibly opened the door.

One in front and one in back, the two staff members pulled the other block one by one.

"Teacher, you can't do this."

"Follow the rules of the game."

"I'll just take a look, don't go in."

The sound from this side attracted the attention of other rooms, and they all looked over.

The door was still open, but Li Keqin didn't see Yuan Hua's figure, so he was stunned.

"What about people?"

"No one. This teacher didn't come back after voting. He probably left. He left quite early, as did last issue."

The words of the staff are heartbreaking.

The emotional people left after singing, and didn't pay attention to them at all.

It's crazy.

Li Keqin's mouth was trembling.

At the gate of Shonan Satellite TV, Yuan Hua lowered his baseball cap, got in the car of the program team and went to the airport.

He came here on leave and his time was limited, so he didn't have time to watch the next game. Anyway, he won, so it's the same to watch it after it's broadcast.

A few days later, the first episode of King of Masked Singer was aired.

A seabed, countless audiences were conquered.

At the same time, the pseudonym Jinsha registered on Weibo, gaining millions of fans a day.

Xue Zhixian was the first to reveal his face. Some old fans were heartbroken, including the audience at the scene.

"I didn't expect it to be Lao Xue. If I knew it was him, I would have voted for him."

"It's not unfair to lose, this song is a bit strong, Li Keqin dare not say that he can win."

"Looking forward to the day when Jinsha breaks the surface."

"There is Zhang Wei, this guy is still alive, this time he died unjustly, bad luck."

"Shocked, the female son-in-law PK is beaming, beaming to reveal her face, it's Zhang Jie."

In Yanjing, a certain villa area, Charlotte with sunken eye sockets and paper-pale skin was sitting on the sofa watching The King of Masked Singer.

Drink tea while watching.

He has a lot of time now, watching TV and checking Weibo are the few hobbies.

When he was popular, there was an endless stream of friends who came to him to have fun. Since he quit the entertainment circle, no one has come to him to play.

"Zhang Jie Kuainan came out, and he is also an entertainer of the entertainment company under Shonan Satellite TV. It is not surprising that he can participate in King of Masked Singer."

"This Sands is a bit strong, Seabed, I haven't heard this song, it shouldn't be!"

"Li Keqin is cheating, there is no difference between wearing a mask and not wearing it."

"This female singer speaks very authentic Cantonese. She might be from Xiangjiang...Damn, Wang Xiaomin, young people are really amazing now."

While watching, Charlotte commented, taking a sip of Pu'er from time to time with the teacup, but he didn't like it, so he changed it to red wine.

Don't pour it into the cup, just drink it directly to your mouth.

After watching the first episode of The King of Masked Singer, he also drank most of the bottle.

Holding the wine bottle, he staggered into the yard, and said loudly: "If you want to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and carry wine with you, it will not look the same, young man You..."

Ten years ago, what were singers like the king of masked singers? He beat them with one hand.

So what about Li Keqin, what about the Four Heavenly Kings, he killed indiscriminately.

It's a pity that I sold songs in the early years and gave away a lot of songs, but now the inventory in my stomach is almost exhausted.

He couldn't make it to this kind of show, and the few two songs couldn't make it to the finals.

He would be ashamed if he lost, and would be used as a stepping stone to fame in vain. He didn't want to.

It's fine now, staying alone in this yard, slowly getting old and dying.

(End of this chapter)